[center][h1][color=lightcoral]Lance Grimes[/color][/h1][/center]
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Lance took his attention off John and jerked his head to face Lilah. His expression turned from a happy grin, that stretched ear to ear to an expression of a robot, blank and cold. "[color=f08080]Yeah, I'm not going to keep it down, cause how do I say this I haven't even known you for half an hour, also you don't tell[ me what to do[/color]" Lance then took his revolver and said"[color=f08080]You don't boss around a person that can murder you if you threaten him, but I don't really fell threatened by any of you really, on a more boring note I can see weakness and don't even think for a second that I can't see through your shell, I've killed more than enough people to know when a persons weak and when their not,  it's really a matter of expeirence, twisted yes, but expeirence noon the less.[/color]" Lance pulled his gun back into its holster and was about to finish speaking until he remembered the word us, he sighed and continued to speak"[color=f08080]Lilah, you're not one of us, we've only known you for like half an hour, we saying you can tag along on the ride, doesn't mean you're part of our group, yet[/color]".